man without fear i may be

@altarbov gets to meet Bee-Doo!

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It was very, very, very close to him being late when Peter finally swung into Hell's Kitchen. Full speed and whipping past buildings so fast people down below and in their apartments would have heard the webbing and seen a blur as the only signs that Spider-Man was even back in that part of town. He propelled himself up towards the roof with the too familiar by now water tank and was calling out before he even saw the figure waiting for him, "I know, I know, I'm sorry! My night class ran late because we had a surprise guest speaker that flew in way early this morning and I guess he knows my professor because they completely threw out the plan to start our next unit for a surprise lecture instead. And it was really cool because they were talking about developing research they were part of that involved looking at organic synthetics in order to to try and repair tissue damage for major injuries, which would be way easier to get mapped to people and not have complications like making sure that the tissues were compatible and--"

Peter had landed next to Daredevil, talking all in one breath as he rambled about a topic he honestly wasn't sure the other was interested in, and unzipped his backpack that had to come with him because of course he had no time to stop at his dorm to drop it off if he wanted to stand a chance of meeting up on time, when the bright red blur suddenly flew out of the top of it. Hovering just above eye level between them as if it belonged there.

At this point, Spider-Man had at least a rough idea that Daredevil had an office job and worked with two close friends. But as for Spider-Man… there was nothing. Not because he refused to share, it was just that whatever he did never seemed to deviate much from Spider-Man duties. Matt knew he went to college, but that was pretty much it. No mention of friends or any sort of social life, and it wasn't lost on him how Spider-Man seemed to be out for most of the day, even during business hours as long as there were fires around to put out. So maybe the joint patrols were a way to offer his friend some company. He wasn't sure when they actually became friends either, but here they were.

When Spider-Man joined him (late, as usual), Matt listened to him as he rambled on (again, as usual), until he suddenly stopped after opening his backpack. There was a faint buzzing hovering between them, though Matt could barely make it out in the chaos of the city unless he was actually focusing. He'd assume it was a bug if it weren't for the very faint electrical hum coming from it. Matt frowned as his friend's reaction was just as if this was a normal occurrence to him. It didn't help his confusion when Spider-Man and the said electrical bug seemed to start a conversation.

         she  didn't  need  the  apology,  but  it  was  nice  to  hear;  she  had  forgiven  him  a  long  time  ago.  the  wound  was  closing,  slowly,  but  it  was.  ❝  its  okay,  my  love..  i've  forgiven  you  a  long  time  ago  ❞  the  woman  admitted  as  she  kept  her  eyes  on  him,  one  hand  still  on  his  own,  her  other  one  still  soothing  him.  ❝  do  you  want  to  talk  about  it?  will  it  make  you  feel  better?  ❞  karen  asked,  before  bending  down  to  press  her  lips  against  his  forehead,  letting  them  linger  there  for  a  pair  of  seconds  before  sitting  back  up  again.

"But um... long story short, my powers have sort of mutated," Spider-Man said, absentmindedly rubbing at his wrists. He was perched on his usual spot on the outside wall, keeping Matt updated on stuff going on in the city where and when he could. Sure, he didn't remember helping a scared young kid who'd had his life turned upside down when the entire world found out Peter Parker was Spider-Man. But he'd still helped and Peter had still felt a responsibility to keep an eye on things while Daredevil was locked away.

note: these are actually plotted children (with @/altarbov) set in the mcu universe; in this plotline karen and matt get pregnant between season two of ddba.

name:  franklin  jack  “foggy”  murdock. gender:  male. general  appearance:  blonde  hair,  blue  eyes,  pale  skin, has a pair of perfectly formed dimples on each cheek courtesy of matt. personality:  funny,  caring,  has  a  great  sense  of  fairness;  he  is  loud  when  he  has  to  be,  but  also  enjoys  being  calm.  he  is  also  always  looking  for  the  lawful  alternative.  who  does  it  remind  you  of?  exactly,  his  godfather. special  talents:  foggy  can  sketch/draw,  and  he  is  amazing  at  it.  he  considered  going  to  art  school  at  one  point,  but  decided  against  it. who  they  like  better:  karen, he enjoys spending most of his time with her, sometimes he just sits quietly in her office to observe her working; as soon as he heard her voice when he was born he smiled at her, so he might be a little biased. who  they  take  after  more:  foggy  has  his  mother's  nose  for  journalism;  he  is  always  asking,  inquiring,  but  also  has  his  godfather's  heart;  this  is  something  matt  and karen noticed (yes, its even present in verses where foggy is dead, so its even more endearing), since he was young. he's always looking to do the right thing, no matter how painful and always searching for the right way to do it, from his father he takes his view of justice and life. personal  head  canons: ⨯  foggy  hid  from  the  ultrasound  scans  all  of  the  pregnancy,  so  they  could  never  confirm  they  were  having  twins;  matt  always said  they  were  two  heartbeats,  so  they  prepared  for  two.  he  was  also  the  firstborn,  2  minutes  apart  from  his  sister. ⨯ foggy  was  an  avid  reader  from  a  young  age;  he  began  reading  fluently  at  age four, and his favorite place in ny is the public library. ⨯ he  also  attended  columbia  for  law  like  his  twin  sister,  but  midway  through  the  first  semester  he  transferred  to  journalism, graduating summa cum laude.  ⨯ he loves broadway shows, and tries to go at least once a month, dragging penny along. ⨯  foggy is an agnostic theist; he goes to mass mostly because of his grandmother. ⨯  he learned to play guitar thanks to frank, he gifted him his first one and is one of his most priced possessions. ⨯  he works at new york bulletin, writing the first page stories. he also has a very known podcast (called "the boy without fear") and writes articles for very prestigious publishers; he is currently working on his first psychological thriller novel alongside his first true crime book about wilson fisk. face  claim:  walker scobell (young) / rudy pankow (adult).

name:  penelope  paige  “penny”  murdock. gender:  female. general  appearance:  brown  hair  that  reflects  red  when  hit  by  lighting,  hazel  eyes,  pale  skin and karen's (perfect) cheekbones. personality:  penny is charming, cunning, witty, very sarcastic, and really stubborn. she's also self sacrificing, kind, gentle, and also will defend anyone with a pretty well thought argument (or her fists), she will give until she can't give more, and even that she will continue to give. she's afraid of nothing, and will fight for what's right no matter the cost. special  talents:  she is an amazing skateboarder, it takes her little to no time to learn new tricks and she almost never loses her balance. who  they  like  better:  penny has a soft spot for her father, she is always looking for him. karen likes to think that when she was pregnant the twin that moved the most when matt was talking was her. who  they  take  after  more:  matt, she's a little daredevil at heart, but also has karen sense of justice and her view of it; the stubbornness she carries is basically both of her parents combined, but everything else is pure matt murdock. personal  headcanons:  ⨯ penny  takes  the  mantle  of  daredevil  fully  once  her  father  retires;  for  a  little  while,  they  both  were  daredevil. ⨯ she  went  to  law  school  in  columbia  like  her  father  and  graduated  summa  cum  laude. ⨯ she  was  taught  how  to  fight  from  her  father  since  a  young  age  (much  to  karen's  dismay),  but  also  she  was  taught  to  shoot  a  gun  by  her  mother  at  age  16  (much  to  matt's  dismay). ⨯ even  though  her  father  tried  his  best  to  indoctrinate  his  “no  kill”  rule,  penny  is  indeed  karen  page's  daughter,  and  she  will  kill  when  she  really  deems  it  necessary;  of  course,  neither  her  dad  nor  brother  is  okay  with  it. ⨯ she  has  dyed  her  hair  dark  brown  since  she  was  16. ⨯ she  also  works  in  nelson,  murdock  and  page  as  a  lawyer  once  she  graduates,  and  she  has  also  fought  with  her  parents  about  cases  when  they  don't  agree  with  their  points  of  view;  usually  one  of  them  ends  up  siding  with  her  depending  on  the  situation. ⨯ she  is  also  a  practicing  catholic and a believer,  mostly  because  of  her  grandmother. face  claim:  tj mcgibbon (young) / camila  morone  (adult).

      ⁺ ‧͙  ⊹ ♡  ˚˖· ⬦ ‧.  @altarbov  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬  ❛  if they had a kid  ❜  ⸻  𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔

the thing is looking at my draft count has been pretty overwhelming so i decided to scrap everything currently in my drafts so i feel like can write here again.

this is much more about the number than the threads themselves so if there's anything you'd like to keep please let me know. and if there's anything from me in your drafts that you'd like to continue feel free!

the thing is looking at my draft count has been pretty overwhelming so i decided to scrap everything currently in my drafts so i feel like can write here again.

this is much more about the number than the threads themselves so if there's anything you'd like to keep please let me know. and if there's anything from me in your drafts that you'd like to continue feel free!

         karen  was  still  sitting  on  the  middle  of  her  bed,  completely  alone,  trying  to  make  sense  of  what  happened  that  night.  if  matt  and  foggy  hadn't  come  just  in  time  to  save  her  she  probably  would  have  been  a  very  different  girl.  she  felt  so  guilty,  so  in  pain;  this  was  her  own  fault,  to  be  so  naive  to  believe  a  guy  had  good  intentions  with  her,  that  never  happened,  one  way  or  another  karen  page  was  going  to  be  treated  like  shit.

         she  felt  a  tear  slowly  running  down  her  cheek,  and  she  wiped  it  off  with  her  fingers  with  force.  she  didn't  want  to  be  that  girl  anymore,  it  wasn't  fair  for  her,  she  needed  to  change,  she  needed  to  shield  herself,  but  would  she  be  able  to?  you  could  say  that  karen  page's  heart  was  abnormaly  big  for  her  body  in  a  methaporical  sense,  she  believed  in  people,  and  that  had  brought  her  just  pain.  she  was  happy  with  matt,  until  he  broke  her  heart,  and  she  thought  sean  was  the  answer,  but  he  also  used  her.  she  couldn't  believe  he  was  this  close  to  sell  her  for  drug  money.  she  still  remember  his  face,  his  voice,  so  stickly  sweet  as  he  spoke.  ❝  karen,  babygirl,  you  love  me,  do  you?  so  you'll  do  this  one  favor  for  me.  ❞  and  then  proceeded  to  explain  in  a  very  rudimental  way  how  he  had  gotten  a  guy  that  would  pay  good  money  for  her,  and  that  it  would  be  only  be  one  night,  and  that'll  be  all.          and  when  she  refused,  he  turned  violent,  he  had  alredy  shown  signs  about  it,  but  this  time  it  was  worse;  she  still  could  feel  his  hand  on  her  throath,  and  remember  how  his  eyes  bugged  out  of  his  skull  as  he  yelled  at  her  and  slammed  her  against  the  wall  repeatedly,  screaming.  she  still  remembers  her  head  banging,  how  she  tried  to  calm  him  down  as  her  nails  sunk  on  his  arms  using  them  as  weapons  trying  to  pull  him  off  her  as  her  legs  tried  her  best  to  kick  him  away,  but  she  wasn't  making  any  progress  and  her  oxigen  was  running  low.  and  just  when  she  thought  she  was  going  to  die,  the  door  of  his  runny  apartment  just  opens  wide  and  she  saw  a  blur  tackle  him  to  the  ground  right  before  she  passes  out.          she  wakes  up  just  a  pair  of  minutes  later  helped  by  her  own  adrenaline  and  she  sees  foggy  next  to  her  and  sean  somewhere  on  the  floor,  she  sees  matt's  fists  stained  with  blood  and  she  feels  her  tears  filling  up  those  blue  eyes,  that  seemed  dull  and  lifeless  this  time.  ❝  thank  you..  ❞  she  said  to  them  before  she  starts  to  sob,  hugging  her  knees.  nobody  talks,  nobody  makes  excuses,  just  allow  her  to  cry  it  out,  and  only  after  she  had  calmed  down,  she  goes  back  to  campus  with  them.  and  now  she  was  there,  sitting  on  her  bed,  her  hair  still  wet  as  she  had  spent  almost  two  hours  in  the  shower,  just  trying  to  see  if  the  water  would  wash  everything  off  her.  then,  she  heard the  dorm  room  open,  and  looks  up  at  it  just  to  find  matt  standing  outside  of  her  bedroom,  silently  asking  for  permission. ❝  come  in..  ❞  karen  says,  her  voice  soft  as  he  closes  the  door  behind  her.

         ⁺ ‧͙  ⊹♡  ˚˖· ⬦ ‧͙  𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟  @altarbov *𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒.

Matt had failed her in so many ways while they were together, and even before Foggy told him earlier about her current situation with her boyfriend, not a day had gone by where he didn't wish he'd done things differently. He caught himself holding his phone on multiple occasions, building up the courage to call her, but he was convinced that she wouldn't want to talk to him— for good reason. Even as he makes his way back to her dorm, over two hours later, he'ss still half convinced she'd tell him to go away.

When she instead asked him to come inside, he hesitated for a moment, surprised by her response. He closes the door behind him and slowly approaches her bed. All he wants to do is pull her into his arms and never let go, but he lost any right to, so he kept some distance, sitting on the edge of her bed instead.

He doesn't know what to say. Asking how she's doing seems redundant, and anything else he wants to say to her to make things right feels out of place at the moment, given the night she's had.

"I'm sorry, Karen," He finally says after a few moments. Sorry for what happened tonight, for the turn her life had taken over the past few months, for the way things ended between them… the list goes on.

         ❝  no,  it  wasn't.  ❞  the  witch  shook  her  head,  fingers  reaching  to  straighten  his  suit  jacket.  ❝  you  did  great  matt.  they  were  all  attentively  listening.  ❞  wanda  reassured  him,  but  then,  she  added,  ❝  but,  if  i  might  say  something  constructive,  add  a  little  bit  of  your  court  knowledge  to  it  using  your  actual  cases  to  exemplify  it,  not  all  of  the  students  learn  by  just  being  methodically  instructed  by  the  book.  ❞